Fall into verse

From Nalan Xingde's "Looking for Grass, Mengxiao Temple";

How about guest night? Dream companion, singing by the window. Chen pretends to smile. Would he come if it weren't so desolate? Come and go in a hurry, you must wait, the bell will break. At first, I leaned against people, and the flickering snuff fell, but I was on a glass fire.

This paper records dreams, writes about meeting Iraqis in dreams, and ends with dreams. Just now, I snuggled up to the Iraqis in my dream, and my snuff woke up, only facing a cold glass lamp. I hope it helps you!